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By Ani Difranco Submitted by Meredith Date: 2003 Jul 15 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.15.09.01.27236]] |
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she was wincing like something brittle trying hard to bend she was numb with the terror of losing her best friend but she never sees things changing she only sees them ending and some vicious whispering voice keeps saying you have no choice |